04-04-2018, 11:45 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=8pt]Belladonna, admittedly, was not a fighter. She was a pacifist, a sort of smoke-and-mirrors then run away sort of strategist - although if she had to admit, she was looking for better options for a fight. It wasn't working great.
So she padded forward for the training - as reluctant as ever, she sighed gently, and adjusted her satchel on her shoulder. If anything, she could be first aid if some idiot got themselves hurt - although she'd hope that her clanmates were smart enough to not do that.
"Speech."
So she padded forward for the training - as reluctant as ever, she sighed gently, and adjusted her satchel on her shoulder. If anything, she could be first aid if some idiot got themselves hurt - although she'd hope that her clanmates were smart enough to not do that.
"Speech."
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[b][i]I DON'T KNOW MUCH ABOUT YOUR LIFE
[i]beyond these walls ━━━━━----------━
[b][i]THE FLEETING SENSE OF LOVE
*:・゚✧ ━-━ [i]within these god-forsaken halls
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